In my dark place...

I'm living in here...
Protected from my fear, nightmares, hidden in my dark place.
I'm living in here...
Where no one seems to bother me for anything.
Where no one ask me the same old question about my "done" or "undone".
Where I can not be blamed for any of mine or someone else mistakes.
I'm living in here...
Where I can speak out of loud with my thoughts and settle a battle between peace and anger whitin...
Where in silence I fight against a storm created by my furious anger caused by different numerous reasons.
I´m living in here...

Breaking Through

I feel cold...

Where am I?

What is this place?

Where's everyone?

It seems everyone has left me...

but... Why?

Have I done something wrong?

I don't see anyone around me, I don feel anyone close by...

I feel cold...

I bearly can move.

What happen to my body?

I can not feel nothing at all... and besides...

I guess I never felt.

I feel asleep but looking... I've been always awake. What have happen to me?

Am I dead?

Or just aprisionated in my own "between" lifes of horror, agony and mistirious pain...